competition officially began. After several tentative attacks and defenses, Xie Dongjin, relying on his youth, height and long arms, began a more active attack. The young people immediately cheered, as if victory was within reach.
Wei Guoguang was not in a hurry. He occasionally counterattacked with a sword while retreating continuously, carefully observing every small movement of his opponent. It must be said that it is not an exaggeration to say that Xie Dongjin has received professional fencing training. Looking at his movements, his advances and retreats, his contractions and releases are all very rigorous. This is a person who can barely gain a foothold in the provincial and municipal professional teams. However, he undoubtedly lacks a certain flash of genius, which makes it impossible for him to become a top fencer. In the martial arts realm familiar to Chinese people, he may be an excellent swordsmith, but he can never become a master. He lacks talent.
Wei Guoguang no longer wasted time. His physical condition did not allow him to fight for a long time with a lot of exercise. When Xie Dongjin made a seemingly safe advance and was about to thrust out the heavy sword in his hand, Wei Guoguang predicted it in advance and slid into the sprint with a small bow step, as if Xie Dongjin was cooperating to send his body under his sword. The white light came on, and Wei Guoguang even had time to block the opponent's subconscious long sword. In fencing competitions, both sides hit the opponent almost at the same time, and it is normal to completely rely on the time when the lights are on to determine the winner. One light is on and the other is off, which often indicates a large gap in strength between the two sides.
There was no suspense in the subsequent games. Whether in terms of experience or talent, Xie Dongjin was completely defeated. What was worse was that the change in his mentality made the young man more and more impulsive. The consequence of impulsiveness was that there were more and more flaws. The onlookers were surprised to see this young man rushing up fiercely like a mad lion, and then turning on the lights again and again mercilessly. Even beginners could see the huge gap between the two sides.
At the beginning, the members were cheering for Wei Guoguang, but later, they felt a little bit of pity for the weak. They all hoped that the young man could get back at least one sword. The turning point came in the last few swords. Both sides won and lost in the last few swords. The final result was 21:3. Everyone thought that this was the result of Coach Wei being a good person and showing mercy. Only Wei Guoguang knew that it was not the case. He was a person who didn't know how to show mercy when he picked up the sword. The reason why he lost 3 swords was completely his own problem. His heart suddenly felt a slight throbbing pain.
What happened later reflected the various aspects of life. The troublemaker left a few polite words and hurried away, including Jie Dongjin, who was a little lost. Fatty Zuo laughed loudly and called his friends to find a place to celebrate the victory in the evening. Old Yang smiled very reservedly. What happened today was not just to avoid losses. The reputation and status of Datang was verified again. There were even two girls who were crazy about him and left their phone numbers for him...
"I'm going to take a shower..." All this was no longer important to Wei Guoguang. The important thing was that he had to go back to the lounge as soon as possible to get the quick-acting medicine in the closet. Over the years, he had enough experience with his heart problems. Most of the time, it was controllable. He just needed to take medicine in time when the disease occurred, lie down, and rest for a while.
"This damn heart, maybe I can't let it go like this anymore. It's time to find a good hospital to solve this problem thoroughly." Wei Guoguang walked slowly to the lounge. He was a strong man and didn't want others to see his weakness. His problem was not a big problem with modern medical methods, but he was worried that he would not be able to play his beloved fencing after the operation, so he had been delaying it until now. "It's time to solve it," he thought.
The short distance before seemed a bit long to him now, and the angina this time seemed particularly persistent. He finally walked into the lounge, closed the door, took out the quick-acting medicine and water to drink, which had already exhausted all his strength. When he lay down on the bed, he had a premonition that this attack might be different from the past. Should he call for help? Looking at the phone beside the bed, he reached out and grabbed the heavy sword Allstar, the close companion who had accompanied him for 17 years... Intuitively, he felt that it was meaningless to call or not... Time was too late...
If, if this was the final ending, then I hope you would accompany me... He tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, and the pain came... As if... it was dark... ...
Qingkong World, Beiyu Hanzhou, this is a vast continent with a length and width of more than tens of thousands of miles. It is bordered by the Ice and Snow Fantasy Wall in the north and the Storm Ocean in the south. It is the northernmost continent among the seven continents in Qingkong World. There are hundreds of countries of all sizes on the continent, and dozens of ethnic groups thrive here.
Nanli State is one of the small countries, located in the southeast of the continent. The ruler is the Wan family, who governs more than 20 large cities, more than 100 small cities, and a population of nearly 100 million. In the southern border of Nanli State, there is a small town called Cixi. There are many ethnic groups living in the town, and the people are simple and tough. One day...
"Fighting, fighting... The roving brothers are fighting with the bad guys..." On the streets of Cixi Town in the afternoon, dozens of little children with drooping hair, each holding a bamboo stick and a wooden sword in their hands, rushed past. Along the way, they inevitably bumped into vendors' stalls and knocked over several bamboo baskets and woven baskets, causing a lot of angry curses. Among them, the curses from the peddler Asu were the loudest. A little boy's bamboo stick overturned his shelf, and needles and thread were scattered all over the ground. "I'll punish you little thieves and insignificant kids for being the same as those bandits...Lu Xiaosi, don't run. I saw you overturn my shelves and I'll go find your mother to fight for revenge..."
The peddler Asu cursed as he squatted down to pick up the goods. Some things like silk threads and cloth towels rolled on the mud, but they couldn't be sold at a good price. He was getting angry when a few people ran over from the east entrance of the back street. Asu turned around and was about to curse, but after seeing who they were clearly, he swallowed his vicious words. This time, it was no longer the little boy with a bun on his head, but a few strong and ferocious men, each holding a shining knife, gun, stick and club. Cixi Town was not big, but Asu recognized a few of them.
"Brother Wang, what's the matter with you in such a hurry?"
The big man in the lead, holding a large broad-bladed machete, was the boss of the Wang family mentioned by Asu. He didn't stop, but just shouted, "Asu, you coward, the mud legs of Wangxi Township have come to your door, how can you still sell goods here?"
Asu heard it, he knew it in his heart. Wanghou Township is adjacent to Cixi Town. It is two adjacent towns upstream and downstream of Cixi. In recent years, there has been drought and little rain. The villagers in the two places have had many disputes and fights over water. The local people are tough and the government is ineffective. Most of the affairs in the village are decided by the villagers themselves. In the end, the disputes are nothing more than resolved by fists. As long as there are not too many deaths, no one will come to control these unruly people. Asu has been selling goods in towns and villages for many years, and he has a good body. How can he not participate in such a fight involving his own hometown? Otherwise, he will be looked down upon and even his goods will not be sold. So he pulled out a thick reddish-brown shoulder pole and pushed the shelf to the side, "Auntie Li, I'm going to trouble you to look after this for a while. I'll be back soon."
Auntie Li was the peddler selling her own freshly picked fruits next to him. People from Cixi stick together, and both men and women are heroic. She took the shelf and shouted, "Don't worry, Brother Su, I won't let you go. If I weren't old, I wouldn't join you in beating that damn mud-legged bastard... Remember to be ruthless, don't destroy the prestige of Cixi..."
Asu carried the shoulder pole and followed the eldest son of the Wang family. The group of people ran to the west of the town. On the way, they caught up with the group of short-legged children. These children were all children from their own town. Most of the elders knew each other, but they didn't want to let these children go. How could they take care of them if a fight really broke out? So he picked up a group of screaming little thieves one by one, spanked them on the buttocks a few times, and ordered them to go back. Asu took revenge on his personal vengeance and caught the fourth child of the Lu family, and slapped him viciously on the buttocks a few times, which temporarily vented his anger.